'She had that incredible Flying Mantis for a pet. She must be living a much better life in this apocalypse than he was now. If he ever saw her again, and if there was no one else with her…'
"Oscar, that girl Fisher… she's a simple, honest kid. Sigh. I'm sorry she's been a bother to you and your mother."
Lianne Kendall raised her glass. "Mr. Goldsmith, don't say that. I'm very fond of Fisher. I'd be overjoyed if she became my daughter-in-law."
"Mom…" Oscar Owen frowned slightly and downed his cup of wine.
"However, I respect my son's wishes. I've always wanted a daughter. If Fisher can't be my daughter-in-law, I'd be happy for her to be my daughter! What do you say, Mr. Goldsmith?"
"Yes, yes, you're right, Lianne! I must be a bit muddled from the drink! Hahaha, I'll have another as a penalty!"
Oscar Owen had a few bites and chatted with Winston Goldsmith and his mother for a bit. Soon, Marina Goldsmith brought out the braised fish fillets she had prepared.
